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die - kyy x nook lauren lyrics

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i could die ona strength of my pride, die with a friend ona side, or die at the end of the ride
i could die ina accident, can’t imagine it…
cause i couldn’t take cover he was accurate!
die when i’m older, or still when i’m young
tryna go out like a soldier, bussing my gun
die cause they said something that wasn’t the truth
like raheem cause my mans wanted the juice
or like radamez n*gga pulled a snub out the boot!
unidentified had to call my mother for proof!
i could die cause i ain’t pick it up..die cause i ain’t lift it up…die cause a n*gga tried to rob me i ain’t give it up
die cause them n*ggas knew the car i ain’t switch it up
die cause my shooters ain’t shoot they was b*tching up
with a wound too big for them stitch it up..
cause a b*tch i’m tryna f*ck set a n*gga up!
might die cause i’m chillin with the wrong person, wasn’t for me hit the wrong person..
die on some beef sh*t got k!lled by the opps
or police sh*t got k!lled by the cops
screaming in pain, bleeding out feeling the shots
couldn’t get in the door cause the building was locked!
i could die cause i’m lit and n*ggas be hating on me
and after the party them n*ggas was waiting on me
die cause bro gave me a gun that ain’t work
die cause somebody done sold me a fake perk
die outta town , die riding around ..
this life sh*t a circus get murdered by a clown!
die cause i slept i thought he was playing games
headshot! f*ck around lose half my brain like dark skin jermain..
chilling ina whip with a b*tch got hit while she was sucking my d*ck
got k!lled ina bed caught f*cking his b*tch
and, i ain’t know that she caught somethin she sick
i could die at the top, die at the bottom, die cause my n*gga was a snake i ain’t spot em
die cause i ain’t listen when my mom told me watch em
die cause he had it on em i was tryna box em
somebody else beef turn me to a option
at the club cause i couldn’t get the glock in..
die cause i’m f*cked up drunk, all slipping
cause my mans got dusted and started trippin
die ina streets, or die ina prison, die for my n*ggas, or die ona mission

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